18 February 2013

{Monday Motivation} Why We Work.. Another Lesson from My Dad

Every time I complain about having a headache, my dad would ALWAYS tell me to undergo a CT Scan or MRI.  As he normally would, my dad is a mighty worrier.  He worries a lot and he is overreacting about my frequent headaches.  He is scared that I might have a blood clot or a tumor (agad?!  hindi ba pwede migraine muna?! Haha).  Just so he won't give me his usual you-have-to-take-care-of-yourself speech, I'll tell him I will consult with a doctor soon.

Of course I never did.  I would either drink a pain reliever, drink coffee or wear my eyeglasses.  Two week ago, my dad and I went out-of-town (we went to Mamplasan to buy cheap original  rubber shoes) for our last father-daughter date before his flight back to Davao.  He saw me drink medicine and I know he knew what it was for.  This time, he did not say anything.

On our way back to Manila, he reminisced that day when I was rushed to the hospital because I bumped my head.  I remember that day.  I was about 6 years old.  I was upset because my sister and my brother did not want to play chinese garter with me.  So I went to our backyard and dragged two very heavy palo china chairs.  The chairs were about 3-4 steps away from each other.  I tied the loose ends of the garter to each chair.  As I jumped over the garter, I fell on the floor and the two heavy chairs hit my head.  I fainted and lost consciousness.

My dad told me that it would not have happened if he agreed to play with me that afternoon.  According to my dad, I asked him if we could play chinese garter but he told me he was tired because he just came home from work.  While napping, he was awakened by a loud cry.  He ran to the backyard and saw me on the floor crying underneath the chairs.  I underwent series of tests and was cleared by the doctors.

I cannot remember asking him that day to play chinese garter with me.  It was the first time I heard his story about that day.  I almost cried when I realized that until this very day, he blames himself for what had happened.  He reminded me that we work to provide a better future for our children.  But it should not be an excuse not to spend quality time with them.  My dad is never comfortable talking about his feelings.  He was silent after that.  He didn't have to say anything.  I understand perfectly.

Make the choice to live a life filled with love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self control. (Galatians 5:22-23)

As I start my work week once again, I will not forget my priorities.  My household chores and errands can wait.  My To Do List can be rescheduled.  My deadlines can be moved.  But Julia's life unfolding cannot wait, cannot be rescheduled and cannot be set again.  My family comes first ALL THE TIME.

Happy Monday, Ladies!  I just found out I have readers who are still single.  Thank you ;-)

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